"so helga, what do you say we go to the park first?" damien asked. Although he was sad he was leaving her he was also kinda glad hed met her. She was a good peot even though she was only four, and she was just an all around nice person to be with. They spent their last day together runngin around playing like any other normal child would, but when you come to think of it they wernt normal. They were always teased by other children about liking eachother, which isnt true but mant of then thought is was. Moving to seattle was going to be hard for helga. She had roots here in kansas and she didn't want to be ripped away from them. The day was almost at an end now and the two hadnt quite said their good byes yet. "so damien it must be exciting moving to italy." Helga said. "it kinda is, but its also sad. I dotn want to leave here of you." he said beginning to cry. helga felt bad for him then. She knew how it felt to be moving away from something you love. "at least youre not leaving here alone." She said hugging him and crying as well. "im glad were both moving away. If you had to feel this pain all by yourself then it just wouldn't be fair. Im glad were friends." "so am i." He said.

Her first day of preschool in seattle:

"hi." Said a little boy holding his umbrella over helgas head. "huh?" "I like your bow because it matches your pants." "ohhh...' maybe it wont be so bad here after all...' she thought.